3-The inhuman boss.

-What second-hand product is this?- he exclaimed, turning to scold the janitor, surprised to see the emaciated woman he had almost killed just a while ago. -You?- he said with disdain.

Once again she was on the ground, with her tangled hair covering her identity, it seemed that was her natural state.

The woman lifted her frightened face and he could finally see her.

Sebastián had to admit she wasn't ugly, but she wasn't anything special either to him, accustomed to stunning women with sculptural bodies and exotic faces. She had the biggest eyes he had ever seen and that made him feel uncomfortable, the blue color of her pupils was unique, like the sky on a clear summer day, her lips were thin and delicately pink, her skin was so pale it almost looked unhealthy, as if she had never been out in the sun, her nose was thin and upturned, splattered with brown freckles, she had a look of terror on her face that made his skin crawl. Strands of her fiery hair fell like vertical lines on her face. Didn't she own a comb? He thought.

-Can you explain what you're doing in my office?- he demanded forcefully, scaring the woman and diverting his thoughts about her- Are you following me?!

-N-no sir, that's not true, I came to...

-Are you one of those scammers trying to take my money? Let me tell you I'm not an idiot, I can recognize one of your kind...

Helena gritted her teeth and looked up at the face of the arrogant man. The girl wasn't surprised to meet almond-shaped eyes with pupils of a browny-red color, as if they were the eyes of a demon that could pierce her skin and reach her soul. Helena nervously swallowed as she couldn't deny how elegant and beautiful he was, his ID photo didn't do justice to his face live and in person, his skin was a toasted color that made her imagine the ruthless man spent a lot of time vacationing in Caribbean countries, his face was perfectly shaved, his skin looked smooth and taut, worthy of someone of his class, with prominent cheekbones, a defined jawline, and a Greek nose, his jet-black hair perfectly cut on the sides and a bit longer on top. He looked like the perfect villain in a movie.

-That's not...- She tried to deny the accusation still stunned by the man's beauty.

-Get out of my office before I call the police. - he warned and stretched his long, sleek arm towards the door.

Helena stood up, clutching the dripping rag, wetting her feet.

-I just came to clean- she exclaimed with a trembling voice.

Sebastián couldn't help but chuckle grotesquely, she looked pathetic.

-I can't believe someone as dumb as you works in my company

Helena was astonished by the man's comment, she couldn't believe someone so cruel was her boss.

-I also can't believe someone so inhuman is the boss of such a renowned company- she muttered under her breath.

The man looked at her with his unsettlingly black eyes.

-What did you say?- he warned.

Helena was scared as she realized what she had said, she had to remember she was there for the money, to pay for her little brother's medical expenses, she had to be more patient with the man.

-I said I can't believe you have such poor cleaning products- she lied, biting her tongue and trampling her dignity.

With a scared and intimidated voice by her boss's predatory gaze, she lowered her head and said:

-I'm here to work, I'm sorry to bother you-

Helena got back on her knees and went back to scrubbing the floor, she had to endure, she couldn't quit after the first mistreatment, she had to bear his inhuman treatment.

Sebastián sat on his large, plush leather seat that looked like a king's throne doing nothing but watching his employee clean, crawling on the floor.

He had to admit the woman was good at her job and that bothered him. He hated not being right.

He looked at his half-drunk coffee cup and with a quick movement, he threw it to the ground shattering it and dirtying the floor with the brown liquid.

-You missed that spot- he exclaimed amused, crossing his arms.

Helena had to swallow the urge to insult him and clenched her fists on the wet rag.

Sebastián noticed this and couldn't help but laugh heartily at his employee.

-What's wrong? Do you feel helpless? - he exclaimed, provoking her.

Helena ignored him and crawled towards the large stain, cleaning it without saying anything.

-Oh, come on! I know you want to hit me. Go on, do it!

The girl began to clean more vigorously.

"Focus on your work, Helena, don't listen to him, he just wants to bring you down."

Sebastián smiled amused.

-Come on, let out all that anger you have inside!

Helena stopped scrubbing and squeezed the brown liquid forcefully, her face almost as red as her hair, choking on the insults that wouldn't come out.

Annoyed that the woman was ignoring him, he stopped laughing.

-Do it and you'll be out on the street- he threatened with a hostile voice.

Helena felt the cold sweat running down her body. She took a deep breath and continued with her work, ignoring his insults.

Sebastián leaned back, looking at her with perplexity, he had to admit the woman was tough, she could withstand his insults. Many other employees would have run off, or cried, or even shouted "I quit!". But the emaciated woman hadn't said anything.